Truck Drivin' Man - The Grass Roots

400 miles of open road

Back truck cab with a Jennied load

Awful life to pass

See the black smoke rollin' back

30 fewer miles I have to go

Drinkin' black coffee and takin' pills

I’ve got to stay awake through these hills

Downgrade up ahead

Don’t brake try dirt instead

Stop again for fuel in Baton Rouge

I’m a truck drivin' man

That’s what I am

Truck drivin' man

I’m a truck drivin' man

That’s what I am

Truck drivin' man

And I got to know the waitress in that cafe

I honk my horn and watch to see her wave

I love her when I can

But I’m a truck drivin' man

The highway is the only home I know

I’m a truck drivin' man

That’s what I am

Truck drivin' man

I’m a truck drivin' man

That’s what I am

Truck drivin' man

And in two more hours I’ll be home

Turn this rig around and out I go

Weight scales up ahead

If they stop us boy, we’re dead

I’ve got 600 pounds of overload

I’m a truck drivin' man

That’s what I am

Truck drivin' man

I’m a truck drivin' man

That’s what I am

Truck drivin' man

Man made a truck

Lord made a man

Lord made me a truck drivin' man

Truck-a truck-a truck-a truck-a truck-a truck-a truck-a drivin' man

That’s what I am

Lord made me a truck drivin' man